I went for a walk this evening, waiting on the snow... and I took my camera with me to take photos of the town. It took me 45 minutes to walk from to one end, down to the other and back to my parent's house. Small town blues. I took a photo of my parent's house, the old shoe store, the Alpine Drive In, Burney Bowl and... well, that's about it. I was amazed at how many people were actually at the bowling alley and how few people were elsewhere.

I saw Dan and Anna cruising main street, just as I had left them over six years ago. They didn't stop, I didn't waive... just kept going our separate ways. That makes me sad... I guess. They're two of my favorite people and I see them most years I am out here, but this year... I don't know.

I remember when they were pulled over by a police officer, naked from the waste down with their underwear on their heads...

I wish I had someone to have legs all over. Just to hear a giggle... or a breath. And, maybe a warm hand with an extra squeeze...